"A third time, then fall asleep again?"
General Xue laughed heartily and said: "This body was already deceased."
"No need to talk about sleep."
"Even if my soul is utterly destroyed, what's there to be unwilling about?"
"Being able to contend with heroes five hundred years later, whether win or lose, is a joyful thing!"
He laughed again and said: "Otherwise, you can give me a bit of a reward."
"Otherwise, I'm not comfortable taking this benefit."
"Or how about I give you a handstand."
The five-hundred-year-old Divine General was free-spirited and humorous, leaving Siming flabbergasted and smiling wryly: "You are indeed just as the records described..."
"Uh, as free and easy."
General Xue raised his eyebrows and laughed, saying: "It must be that old swindler Chen Baye, he must have left words cursing me in the records, right?"
Siming was embarrassed.
